It was not long after the start of the first semester of the third year of high school, on the afternoon of the last weekend of September, the autumn sun was shining warmly on the earth, the teacher did not arrange for the students of the graduating class of Chungcheng Middle School to make up classes, and many students took advantage of this rare free time to run to those small shops on the street at the school gate to buy stationery, buy toothbrushes, toothpaste, toilet paper, shampoo and other daily necessities.

"Let's go, let's go to the movies!" In the sunshine, a teenager wearing a plaid shirt with earrings on his ears walked over, his name was Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei smiled and said to He Xueyi, she was coming out of school to buy school supplies.

It's the third year of high school, who is still in the mood to go to the movies? Then He Xueyi only cared about going his own way, pretending not to hear anything, seeing He Xueyi ignoring it, Xiao Wei was cheeky and pulled it with his hand.

Where can He Xueyi hide, her hand was quickly pulled tightly, her face was flushed, and when she was about to shout, she only heard a few crisp sounds of "pop pop", it was the sound of slapping her face, and soon, the hand that held her quickly withdrew, and she looked up to see that Xiao Wei had been knocked to the ground.

This person who stepped forward was none other than him Wang Eleven.

"Xiao Wei, I warn you, don't keep pestering He Xueyi, it's the third year of high school, and it's time to really fight the bayonet!" Wang Shiyi said with a righteous face.

Xiao Wei had a lot of unwillingness and helplessness in his eyes, staring at the tall and sturdy Wang Shiyi, slowly got up, and limped towards the other end of the street.

He Xueyi said softly: "Thank you!"

"It's really a garbage person, who can't get into college by himself, and he has to make others fail to get in. Wang Shiyi scolded fiercely at Xiao Wei's back.

Speaking from the heart, Wang Shiyi has wanted to beat Xiao Wei several times, this student who transferred from another school in the third year of high school was assigned to sit in the back row of He Xueyi, his grades were extremely poor, and he was absent-minded in class.

In the self-study class, he went to pull He Xueyi's long hair from time to time, and even in the evening self-study, he quietly used a pen to gently write on the back of her clothes: "I love you!", which caused several students in the back row to cover their mouths and snicker, at that time, Wang Shiyi was unhappy in his heart, and wanted to stand up several times, but because of the eyes of the whole class, he forcibly endured a bad breath and controlled it.

None of the class dared to stop this young man wearing earrings, he became more and more bold, and one night when he was studying on his own, he gently pinched a piece of He Xueyi's hair from behind and lit the lighter.

Light!

He wanted to burn a small piece of beautiful woman's black silk.

Wang Shiyi, who was bowing his head and doing his homework, felt a light shining over, he was born with a desire for light, and he was very sensitive to light, so he raised his head suddenly.

At this time, lightning and thunder roared outside the window.

Wang Shiyi felt that the flames of the lighter were overwhelming, and he wanted to burn everything in the classroom clean, so he stood up with a "huo" and snatched Xiao Wei's lighter.

"Wang Shiyi, count you ruthless, I swallowed this breath, out of the school gate, I want you to break your leg!" Xiao Wei smiled coldly.

"You dare?" Wang Shiyi glared at him viciously.

Since Wang Shiyi stepped forward that day, Xiao Wei has obviously restrained a lot in class, and the relationship between Wang Shiyi and He Xueyi has become more friendly and even intimate since that incident.

In her spare time, Wang Shiyi would often ask her for some difficult questions, and she was willing to explain.

Sometimes, in order to express his gratitude, he will also use his spare time to quietly go to the store outside the school, buy some snacks, and quietly hand them to He Xueyi.

He couldn't forget the cute embarrassment painted on her beautiful face when he shared "sour bayberry" with her, which really made people laugh.

Such a happy moment lasted in secret for two months, one day, the cold wind outside, the initial cold wave in winter quietly arrived in the mountain city of Chungcheng, at this time, the bell of the hurried evening self-study rang unexpectedly, the head teacher Jiang also stepped on the bell, hurriedly walked to the classroom, he patted Wang Shiyi lightly on the shoulder, and whispered: "Come to my office!", after speaking, he called He Xueyi again.

"He Xueyi, you have to work harder, you have the strength to cross the Yellow River in the north!" In the teacher's office, Teacher Jiang said earnestly, in Chungcheng Middle School, crossing the Yellow River in the college entrance examination means that you can be admitted to a good university in Yancheng.

He Xueyi had already guessed what the teacher was going to talk about, because the head teacher called them to the office alone, a couple of men and women, it must be related to early love, she lowered her head and didn't say a word.

"I see that the two of you have had a problem lately, you are too close, you are already in the third year of high school, I remind you, male and female classmates should keep an appropriate distance between them, you don't fall into the quagmire of 'early love', waste a good youth, from the beginning of high school, I have made an appointment with you for three chapters, and early love is not allowed. Teacher Jiang paused and said bluntly.

"Teacher, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't pester her and affect her learning!" Wang Shiyi lowered his head and self-examined.

When He Xueyi heard him say this, she raised her head and wanted to express something, but when she saw the teacher's kind face, she stopped talking and lowered her head again.

"Don't talk about it, go back to your seat quickly, hurry up and study, the third year of high school is the time to decide the fate of a person's life. After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he waved his hand at them.

The students are also adults, and talking too much will hurt their self-esteem, and some things can be said to the point.

After coming out of Mr. Jiang's office, the two of them began to deliberately keep their distance.

Wang Shiyi walked and fell into the memories, the street scene of the city was no different from usual, carrying foam insulated boxes on the street shouting "ice cream", sweating profusely stepping on a tricycle to deliver fresh vegetables to the city, and the rural people who had just gotten off the car from the countryside and entered the city carrying fiber bags printed with the word "nitrogen fertilizer" on their backs, made up the most prosperous part of the mountain city of Chungcheng.

He is accustomed to seeing these scenery on weekdays, but today he is very uncomfortable, and he also wants to fly out of Chungcheng beautifully, it seems that it is impossible in this life.

The classmates who used to study together have begun to go their separate ways, and those who choose to stay in Chungcheng are estimated to be the only ones who have ambitions and vow to break a path on the single-plank bridge.

And he, Wang Shiyi, that day, finally made up his mind to go to Shenzhen to work.

The beloved is about to fly away, his heart is broken, how can a broken heart be quiet and tutor?